The end
The end of life is it called.
Many fear it yet I desire.
Curious I am to find out.
But I must not forget.
Some or many would regret.
Yet the desire becomes stronger.
A part of myself is refusing
It is not the time.
Just strong enough to hold me back.
And when it fails.
No person would see me again.
Many fear it yet I desire.
Curious I am to find out.
But I must not forget.
Some or many would regret.
Yet the desire becomes stronger.
A part of myself is refusing
It is not the time.
Just strong enough to hold me back.
And when it fails.
No person would see me again.
11 jul 2004
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